Dear Connor,
Ha, yes I'm lame. I am writing you a letter during a concert, your concert. I just want to write this before I meet you later. Yes, I decided to buy this stuff. It is time.
I'm ready for you and your band to start singing. I only bought a ticket to see Connor Ball, but I knew what I was getting into.
These thoughts are coming into my mind. Regret. Should I be here? Of course I need to be here. It's for the best. I hope.
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Time has past, now The Vamps, your band, is on the stage. Honestly, I'm tearing up. I'm not sure if they are happy or sad tears. You look like you are having so much fun up there. I could only imagine to live the life you are living right now. I can't really see your face clearly because you are really far from where I'm sitting, luckily there are big screens.
I don't know why I am even writing this letter when I am going to see you in about 45 minutes.
So, bye.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Connor
FanfictionBOOK NUMBER ONE In which a girl named Brandi writes to a boy named Connor Ball